Haldir felt his heart squeeze again and again as he went on. His forwardness took him aback a moment. He hadn't thought he would just come out and admit everything. He expected deflection, denial, anything but what had happened. He also thought he'd feel rage or hatred towards him, but found he lacked both. He didn’t know what to feel. Or what to say.

He rubbed his hand again, thinking of the pain he must have experienced in that moment. To have lost everything to find them….And then to have felt he had no other choice than death once he had it. Such things should not exist.

“Did you destroy it then?” He breathed. “They are destroyed?”